Be kind to vour mother, for when you wore small. She kissed and caressed yon, if you had a fall. She nursed you in sickness, and laughed at your joy, For she was your mother and you her dear hoy. No friends could he kinder, no friends could he truer Than mol her and Woods’ Great Pop ! permit!t 'Cure!
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVIII, Issue 32, 6 October 1915, Page 4
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59Page 4 Advertisements Column 5 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVIII, Issue 32, 6 October 1915, Page 4
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